.

.' 'The very thing,' said Lucy, 'let's find the head-man.

_We_ mustn't wish for a motor or we should have to go on using it.

But perhaps there's some one here who'd like to drive a motor--for his living, you know ?' There was.

A Halma man, with an inborn taste for machinery, had long pined to leave the gathering of pine-apples to others.